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“It wasn’t intentional,” he said quietly. “I was fourteen. I used to sneak around neighborhoods at night doing stupid things. That night, I saw the garden gnome outside your house and walked over. Then I noticed the kitchen window was cracked open.”
“I climbed inside because I thought I could steal something small and nobody would know. While I was in the kitchen, I lit a cigarette. After a few minutes, I left it on the counter while I looked through the living room.”
I felt sick.
Caleb stared at him. “You didn’t mean to start the fire?”
Mason looked genuinely confused and horrified.
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